But after Darcy shows up beneath the mistletoe, anything could be possible in this wicked wonderland. Perhaps a recent prison break could have something to do with it…that, or a long-standing witch’s curse. On my second day, another so-called accident results in a death – and there’s yet another on my third. The village is like something out of A Christmas Carol! But no sooner have I arrived than a neighborhood nuisance, a fellow named Freddie, falls out of a tree dead. So it’s a miracle when I contrive to land a position as hostess to a posh holiday party in Tiddleton. Meanwhile Mummy is holed up in a tiny village called Tiddleton-under-Lovey with that droll Noel Coward! And I’m snowed in at Castle Rannoch with my bumbling brother, Binky, and sourpuss sister-in-law, Fig. On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me-well, actually, my true love, Darcy O’Mara, is spending a feliz navidad tramping around South America. She may be thirty-fifth in line for the throne, but Lady Georgiana Rannoch cannot wait to ring in the New Year-before a Christmas killer wrings another neck…
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